The death of my father.

Is a blog I will write one day. Not today.

 
I painted this today.

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As I stared at this painting (I always stare at my paintings, if I can’t I know it’s bad), so as I stared and stared at this painting it eventually dawned on me that If I hang it this way, and call it “the death of my father”, it perfectly represents that moment in my life, but in color.

I don’t think I need to explain it.

Who knows, maybe one day I’ll write the story behind it

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